Thursday, 1 January 2015

Plagued by past mistakes in both love and life,
Quinn Bardot is in a bad place. With nowhere else to turn, she escapes to LA
clinging to the promise of a fresh start.

Chase Crowley is known for being selfish and unbelievably persistent. All he's
ever wanted is to become a successful actor. But now that he is about to have
it all, he finds that something is still missing. Money and fame isn't what he
expected.

After a fervent encounter, the two of them are thrown into a situation that
neither is prepared for. Can Quinn extinguish her fears and let Chase in? Can
Chase learn to put someone else's needs before his own?

The Last Thing is a novel all about love, Hollywood, and accepting what life
throws at you even if it is the last thing you want.

(This is a New Adult Romance novel & contains language & adult
situations. Not recommended for readers younger than 17)

***The Last Thing is a standalone book with NO cliff hanger ending. It is book
one in the series. ***

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“Nice shoes,” a deep
voice said from beside me. I almost spit my drink out in surprise. Only two
inches away from my face stood a man with chocolate colored eyes and short
brown hair that stuck up all over his head as if he had just rolled out of bed.
I detected some sort of Hispanic descent in his good looks. He wore a pair of
khakis and a tight long-sleeved black t-shirt. He actually seemed normal
compared to all the Barbie and Ken dolls around me, and it made me feel at
ease. I took a step back so that our faces weren’t so close. “Yeah, I reckon
heels aren’t really my thing,” I replied and took another sip from my cup. He
chuckled and folded his hands across his chest, one hand stroking his chin as
if he were studying me.

“Whiskey...high
tops...no French manicure...”

He picked up one of my hands and studied it.
Shocked by the way my heart sped when he touched me, I pulled it out of his
grasp. I could feel my face turning red, but I willed my breathing to slow down
and hoped that he couldn’t see me blush under all of the makeup. He was quite
literally the most striking man I’d ever laid eyes on. The reaction from my
body was pure agony. I wanted him, needed him. My loneliness was getting the
best of me. No. You don’t need him as a distraction. You need a job, a hobby. He is the
last thing you need. You’re having a whiskey reaction.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean
to upset you,” he said. I forced myself to look away from his smirk, and
finished off the drink in my hand. I turned around and asked the bartender to
fill me up again. The drink had already started to affect me, make me loosen
up, but I needed a little more to help me with the anxiety.

Say something. Don’t just stand there!

“Don’t worry about it,”
I mumbled and picked up my filled glass. I was surprised that he was still
standing there; I allowed myself to sneak another peek from the corner of my
eye. From the way he carried himself he was a bit older than me, maybe in his
mid-twenties. The way he laughed and his body language told me that he was
charismatic, a charmer. This guy was persistent!

“I’m Chase,” he said,
holding out his hand. I reluctantly took it, afraid that he could see how
unnerved I was.

“Quinn, nice to meet you.” He didn’t seem to
notice my hand trembling as he lifted it up to his lips to place a light kiss
on it. He gave me a slight wink that made me go weak in the knees. I was glad
that I had high tops on my feet to steady me. Toughen up, Quinn. You can talk to a guy. But only talk. I took
another big gulp of my liquid courage.

“So Quinn, how do you
know Gillian?” He reached out to pick a piece of lint off my shoulder. I
narrowed my eyes in on him. Why was he touching me?

“Oh, I don’t know her.
I’m here with a friend.” I forced myself to look into his eyes, to show him
that I wasn’t intimidated.

“Who?” he asked

“Ginger Teague,” I told him. He continued with
his inquisition, to which I gave short answers.

“You a party crasher?”

I raised an eyebrow and
answered, “No, I was invited.”

“An actress?”

“No.”

“Model?”

I scoffed at his question; as if I had the
looks to be a model. “Uh, no...” I shook my head in disbelief.

“Who are you then? I
don’t think I’ve seen you around before. I wouldn’t forget your face.”

I didn’t know what to
say. It had been so long since I’d had any male attention. He probably wouldn’t
give me the time of day if he found out who I was or how much baggage I
carried.

“Interesting, huh?”

“What?” I asked

“This party. I bet you
have never been so star struck.”

Was this guy for real?

“I don’t know who any
of these people are.”

“Well then, it’s high
time you found out.” He leaned in close and motioned toward the three blonde
girls Ginger had introduced me to earlier.

“Those three bimbos are
twiddle dee, dumb, and twit.”

I spit my drink back
out into my cup, almost choking from laughter.

“Did you call her a twit?”

“Damn straight. Though
I’m not sure if it is from her lack of common sense or her twitter addiction.”

This was kind of fun.
My eyes scanned the room for our next victim

“What about him?” I
pointed toward an older balding man with a twenty-something on his arm.

“Ah, yes. That is
Jordan one of our writers. The girl on his arm just screwed her way up to a
leading character.”

“Isn’t that a bit…
unethical?”

“Everyone in Hollywood
is unethical, my dear.”

That was my cue to
leave. I didn’t need guys like him.

“As much as
I want to continue on with this flirty banter, I really must get going.” I
boldly stuck my drink in his empty hand and spun around on my heels.

Seven years ago, free-spirited Hadley’s heart was shattered
when her secret high school love, Ryder Blake, betrayed her with just a few
harsh words. Now, in her twenties and unhappily committed to Braden, her
boyfriend of two years, she is unknowingly still picking up the pieces, and
beginning to realize her life is far from the one she always dreamed of having.

When sexy and all grown up Ryder walks back into her life,
memories of their summer spent together causes her to want the old Hadley back.
The Hadley that took risks and made her own rules, the Hadley that only Ryder
Blake has ever dared to bring out.

Ryder has had his fair share of women since high school, but
none have ever compared to the girl who stole his heart and disappeared with
it. When his life starts to fall into place Hadley’s sudden reappearance and
disgust towards him fuels his drive to win her back and never let her run
again…even if she has a boyfriend, and even if he has to handcuff her to his
bed.

“Why
are you just standing there?” Hadley’s harsh voice, very much different than in
my memory, jolts me.

An embarrassing tug of my jeans alerts me to my rock hard cock.

“Looks like nothing has changed.” Hadley’s sharp tongue states but
her eyes give her away

I reach down and adjust myself as I watch her walk past me,
wanting nothing more than to spank her tight ass. I grab her arm and whip her
around so we are face to face.

"Oh, I’ve changed Hadley…and I can show you how if you’d
like,” I tell her pushing up against her.

Her breathing deepens as she attempts to tug her hand out of my
grip. “Let. Me. Go, ” she says accentuating each word.

“Never.” I intently promise.

She scoffs. “I don’t belong to you anymore, Ryder.”

“You know,” I say, lifting my hand to caress the side of her
cheek. She flinches but doesn’t move.

“Since you vanished into thin air we
technically never broke up. So, you still belong to me. Have you been cheating
on me with this Braden asshole.”

I’m trying to lighten the mood but her eyes go wide. She’s
seething. “Oh, yea? And how many girls have you fucked since high school? Go
back to them.”

“I don’t want them. I want you,” I say, shocked at my own
admission.

She looks between my eyes and my hand wrapped around her arm.
Resolve shines through. “What’s that you said?” She taps her finger against her
lips. “Oh yea. I’ve been there and done that.”

She pulls out of my grasp, shooting daggers with her eyes, and
walks away from me, again.

AUTHOR
BIO:

Amy
Marie was born and raised in the suburbs of Chicago and now resides in Virginia
Beach with her fantastically crazy husband and two kids.

As
an avid reader, she never dreamed of writing her own novel until the characters
started haunting her at night and in the shower. Wanting to get it down on paper she set off
on the journey that is more than she could have ever dreamed.

When
not writing she can be found carting her kids around, breaking up their fights,
cleaning up messes, teaching Zumba, or reading.

Nikki’s the flamboyant rhythm guitarist of the hard rock band Oblivion. He’s a sexy rock star man-whore who’s accustomed to a life of music, partying and a constant stream of girls that are ready, willing and able!

Trixie’s a feisty party girl who likes to have fun. She makes the most of her single lifestyle and happy-go-lucky attitude. But she’s also a hard-nosed business women who knows what she wants and goes out and gets it. She lives her life by the motto ‘Work hard. Play hard’.

Neither of them ‘do relationships’. But when their frequent hook-ups start to develop into something more they realize that the connection and pull between them is undeniable. The prospect of wanting more than just mind-blowing sex from each other is a total shock to both of them and it hits them like a bolt from the blue.

Can they change their partying ways and give in to the irresistible chemistry that sizzles between them? Do they even want to? And will their past catch up with them to prevent them from giving the whole relationship thing a proper try?

The first thing you need to know about me is that I
genuinely believe in true love and soul mates. I met my wonderful husband when
we were still at school. I was sixteen, he was seventeen, we are high school
sweethearts. Now more than twenty five years later, we are still very much in
love and are happily married with two beautiful children. We live in
picturesque New Zealand and I consider ourselves lucky to live in this
magnificent part of the world.

I do have a full time job, but in my spare minutes I enjoy
spending time with my family, cooking and reading. I’m an avid reader and tend
to chomp through a large volume of books, mainly in the romance genre. And of
course my other major ‘hobby’ is writing steamy rock star erotic romances!

I started writing in early 2014. After spending many years
writing business documentation, and constantly being inspired by numerous
romance novels, I decided to try my hand at fictional writing. After penning my
first scene I discovered that I enjoyed it immensely and so resolved to
continue with the rest of the story that was swirling in my imagination. That
story resulted in my first novel, Heaven Sent.

My Oblivion on Tour Series follows the five band members of
the hard rock group Oblivion. Each book in the series follows a different band
member and their quest for love.

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